Chapter 1097 The Wind Is Going to Blow Tonight

Feng Xinglang didn't wait for his wife and children to give him love meals, and Feng Xinglang didn't treat his stomach badly.

Then he followed Yan Bang and ate the delicious chef-level dishes sent from Yulong City.

My stomach feels relieved after a full meal, but it is inevitable that I will feel a little disappointed in my heart.

Especially when I heard Aunt An say: It was the Second Young Mistress who refused to let Nono bring him food. I want him to sit in the detention center and think about his mistakes!

Are you having a hard time?

Have you ever had any thoughts?

The next time he encounters someone who wants to do something evil to his wife, he will be punished!

However, the methods and methods must be upgraded so that I will not be so burdened anymore.

"Lang, what are you thinking about?"

Yan Bang stuffed the delicious Australian lobster shrimps on the chopsticks into Feng Xinglang's mouth.

"I want to kill someone!"

Feng Xinglang slapped the chopsticks in his hand on the long table.

"Who to kill? I'll do it for you! No need to dirty your hands." Yan Bang gave Feng Xinglang a small bowl of healthy matsutake soup.

Feng Xinglang gave him a cold look, "I want to kill you!"

Yan Bang was startled for a moment, then he looked up and smiled, "How do you want to kill? Do you want me to stand or lie down? I will cooperate with you!"

Suddenly remembering something, Feng Xinglang's sword eyebrows raised slightly.

"If you had a child...if you had to choose between me and your child, who would you choose?"

When Feng Xinglang asked this question, he was just bored and confused. I just found a random topic to ask to pass the time.

"No matter who I choose with you, you will always be the only one for me! There is no need to choose at all!"

Yan Bang stared deeply into Feng Xinglang's eyes.

"..." Only then did Feng Xinglang realize: He had asked a rather stupid question!

After squeezing the corners of his thin lips, he picked up the chopsticks again and continued eating.

Captain Jian pushed open the door and came in, looking a little anxious.

"Jane, your mother is getting more and more ignorant of the rules! Did she ask you to come in?"

Before Team Jian could say anything, Yan Bang scolded him unhappily.

Captain Jian didn't have time to explain anything to Yan Bang, so he hurriedly whispered to Feng Xinglang, who was immersed in eating: "Hetun is here! He wants to see you!"

"No!" Feng Xinglang didn't even raise his eyelids.

"Let that old thing go wherever it's cool!"

Yan Bang's words are inherently bad. He didn't take into account that Hetun was Feng Xinglang's biological father.

"This...he's already here, waiting outside!"

Captain Jian knew very well: it would be difficult to refuse Hetun. What's more, the superiors have already approved Hetun's application for a meeting.

"Let him in!" Feng Xinglang changed his mind.

"Okay, okay, I'll bring him over right now."

This thorny problem was finally solved, and Team Jian was naturally relieved.

Yan Bangqian snorted, "If you don't want to see me, just don't see me! Why should you wrong yourself?"

Feng Xinglang glanced in the direction of the corridor and said quietly, "Bang, you go to the next door to avoid it first."

"No!" Yan Bang snorted coldly.

"..." Feng Xinglang stared at him with angry eyes, "Speed ​​up!"

But Yan Bang sat where he was, not moving at all.

Knowing that Yan Bang was a stubborn person, Feng Xinglang softened his words and said, "Be good and be obedient! Captain Jian will give you a piece of candy later!"

Yan Bang's lips curled up, "I need the candy you gave me...!"

"Okay, I'll give it to you later!" Feng Xinglang agreed casually.

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When Hetun came in, Feng Xinglang was sitting at the small long table, eating his dinner leisurely.

This is already his fourth day in the detention center, and it is extremely difficult. Especially not being able to see his wife and children made him full of melancholy.

"Alang...are you okay?"

Seeing his own son restrained in such a small space, Hetun felt very uncomfortable.

"What are you here for?" Feng Xinglang asked calmly.

"I'm here to bail you out."

Hetun reached out to touch his son's shoulder, but Feng Xinglang sidestepped him and avoided him.

"No! Don't make any trouble for me!"

Feng Xinglang glanced sideways at Hetun, "If I really want to go out, do you think I need help from others?"

Perhaps this was one of the reasons why Feng Xinglang met Hetun. He didn't want Hetun to confront Fang Yiyan's father.

A bandit will never be as big as an official! There is no doubt about this! What's more, Fang Yiyan's father is still a major general.

Only then did Hetun realize that the food on the long table was pretty good. It can even be called luxury. But judging from the bowls and chopsticks placed opposite, it should be two people eating together. This person was deliberately avoiding the appearance of Hetun.

Hetun subconsciously glanced at the single room next door. The corridor outside the two single rooms is separated by an iron fence. But at this moment, the iron fence was not locked. In other words, people in the two single rooms can move in and out freely.

There is no need to look or guess, intuition tells Hetun: the person hiding in the other single room must be Yan Bang!

"Alang, no matter what, dad won't let you stay in a hellish place like this!"

Hetun was very pleased to see his son Feng Xinglang talking to him calmly. Then I started to think of myself as ‘dad’ a little bit proudly.

"Hetun, there is no son of yours here! How dare his mother claim to be in front of me..."

In the end, Feng Xinglang still couldn't say the word 'dad'. Words weighing a thousand pounds have oppressed him for more than thirty years. He felt that he no longer needed to struggle, worry and be confused about these two words.

"Okay, okay, I won't tell you, I won't tell you!"

Hetun seemed to realize his gaffe, "But you can't stay here. Xueluo and Shishi are still waiting for you to go home."

"That's my family matter, you don't need an outsider to worry about it!"

Feng Xinglang responded coldly.

"Alang...are you jealous of that person named Fang? No matter what major general he is, I can deal with him."

Hetun could not think of a reason why his son Feng Xinglang refused to leave the detention center. If there is, then this is the only one.

"I've already said: I will handle my own affairs! Don't cause any trouble for me!"

Feng Xinglang once again rejected Hetun's kindness. As for the reason, perhaps it is not just the taboo status of the major general named Fang.

"Alang..."

"Stop saying anything! If you don't cause trouble for me, that's the best help you can do to me!"

After Hetun froze on the spot for a few seconds, he sighed slightly and said, "Alang, take care of yourself!"

Feng Xinglang continued to eat with his head buried in his mouth and stopped talking to Hetun.

But after Hetun turned around and left the detention center, Feng Xinglang slowly put down his chopsticks.

"Lang, you don't want me to fish for you, and you don't want your biological father to save you...what are you thinking about?"

Yan Bang sat back and looked at Feng Xinglang in silence with gentle eyes.

Feng Xinglang raised his head, looked around, and said quietly: "Tonight... the wind is going to blow!"